LOGINLaura
The next day was our field trip in school, and I’d been really looking forward to the art projects and classes that would be held. However, I couldn’t go because I was still in shock and hadn’t gotten over the trauma. Moreover, after so many years of missing my crush and wishing I could see him one more time, I don’t think I’m ready to leave his side anytime soon. I just want to be around him always and thankfully, I have the perfect excuse to have my wish. “Don’t worry, I will make videos of every class and project. It would be like you were there in person. You wouldn’t even feel like you missed a thing!” Arlene said to me as we shared an embrace. She held me really tight like she was afraid to let go, and maybe she was. After what happened last night, she didn’t want to me by myself. I hadn’t insisted, she would have skipped the trip. We finally unclasped from the hug, and she hopped into the car. I stood there and watched as Jackson started the car and drove her to the train station, where she would be joining the others. I stayed in bed all day, going through pictures and videos online. It was a welcome distraction from the horrid scenes from last night. In the evening, when I was thirsty, I went downstairs to get some juice. I was about to enter the kitchen when I started to hear voices from outside. It felt like last night all over again, and I was so scared out of my mind. But then, the masculine voice sounded familiar, and I just couldn’t resist going to check. I peered through the window and I saw Jackson with a lady. I didn’t see her face as she had wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her lips in his, kissing him passionately. I wasn't expecting it, and it totally caught me off guard. I wanted to look away but then, I saw their tongues entangled, and her breasts pressed flatly against his chest, and he didn’t even bother to stop her. I immediately felt an ache growing in my chest as they got in the car and zoomed off. I was so hurt and almost tripped, but I quickly caught myself. I forgot I was thirsty, I forgot the juice. I was mad with jealousy. “Who is she?” I thought to myself as I went back into the room. I tried to get it out of my mind, but I couldn’t and after some minutes of getting disturbed, I grabbed my phone and called Jackson. “Hi, I just wanted to ask if you’re back from work. I haven’t seen you since morning,” I asked. “Hi, Laura. I actually got back from work an hour ago, but I’m currently out now. I have an emergency and might not be coming home tonight. Are you good though?” Jackson explained. “Yeah, just wanted to know. Bye.” I replied and then hung up. He just lied. What I saw wasn’t an emergency. That girl was definitely his girlfriend! I sadly laid back in bed, and tried to distract myself again with the online videos, but it didn’t work. I kept seeing Jackson’s face all over my phone screen. After two hours of no sleep, I peeled myself from the bed and bristled with impatience. I moved to the window, parted the curtains and looked outside. The Olympic-sized pool caught my attention and I just knew that was what I needed to get Jackson off my mind. A cold swim! I went downstairs to the pool and dived right into the water. It was cold and refreshing, and I had so much fun. I got out of the pool, put on my robe and was about to leave when I heard a sound behind me. The robbery scenes came back, and I got scared again as I was the only one in the house. I turned to look, but I slipped and lost balance. I screamed in fear, and the last thing I remembered was my body hitting the water. When I came to, Jackson had propped me into a sitting position and was looking frantically in my face. “Are you okay?” He asked while I searched for something to say but came up empty. "Are you alright?" He repeated, but having him so close to me, my heart started beating so hard and I could hear each rhythm. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I saw you needed your privacy, and I was going to let you, but my phone betrayed me. It rang.” He explained. "I thought I was alone since you said you wouldn’t be coming home tonight.” I finally found my voice. “I saw you leave with a girl earlier." I quickly added, but I immediately regretted it. I shouldn’t have. I became shy and avoided his gaze. "Are you jealous? Was that why you called? To know if she’s my girlfriend?" He asked firmly and I suddenly started to cough. Yes, I wanted to know who the girl was, but I had consoled myself with the fact that I had no right to be jealous since I wasn’t his woman. Besides, he’s older and way out of my league, so I understand his taste would be high too. "No... I… I… I’m not jealous. I have no reason to. I only called to check up on you." I said, stuttering while he just stood there and smiled. "I see the way you look at me. I know you want me…" he let out, while I looked into his eyes. I quickly looked away, but my eyes caught something else. He was wearing tight shorts, it was wet, and I could see what he had down there. It was massive, and looked bigger than when I saw it in the shower…Hi lovely readers, I’m sorry for not updating sooner, I hope I haven’t lost your attention because of that. I was at a tough time in my life but it’s all getting resolved now. This book is a very sweet and romantic read. The love will have you wishing the story never ends. I will be updating daily now and sometimes two or more chapters daily as time permits me. I hope you enjoy reading the story as much I as enjoy writing it. Love you all❤️
JacksonI kept staring at the gift box which I sat carefully on the seat beside me. I really hope she likes it and understand why I can’t be with her. I heaved a deep sigh at the thought of what her reaction could be. I finally pulled into the house and the first thing I noticed was a car outside her apartment. It looked like Andrew’s car but I wasn’t really sure. I immediately decided not to go over but I couldn’t stop the pang of jealousy that filled my whole heart. The thought that they could be making out haunted me hard, and after the kind of intimacy we both shared, I couldn’t look the other way.“I have to go over and see things for myself. I am sure I’m just overthinking things. There is no way she’s going anything with him. I mean, I’ve seen the way she looks at me. I am the only one in her heart.” I thought to myself as I desperately tried to convince myself that I haven’t chased the one girl that I wasn’t so much into the arms of another man. I slowly made my way to the d
Jackson The day went by so slowly. I sat through meetings, stared at reports, and nodded along to conversations I barely registered. Because the whole time, my mind wasn’t there, it was with her. Laura. I had broken her heart last night, and it was killing me. I could still see the look on her face when I told her it was a mistake. The way her shoulders tensed, her lips parted slightly in shock, her eyes searching mine for some sign that I didn’t mean it. That I wasn’t rejecting her. But I had. And I hated myself for it. I knew she was hurting. No matter how strong she tried to act, I knew. And the thought of her suffering alone, maybe crying herself to sleep because of me, was unbearable. I had decided to let her be, atleast till she heals but I just couldn’t take it anymore. I have to check on her. Just a brief visit… just to see how she was handling it. But I couldn’t just show up at her door after cruelly shattering her heart. That would be cruel, and sh
Laura “What the hell are you doing in my kitchen, Andrew?” I asked again as I groaned and pressed my fingers against my temples, trying to steady the throbbing in my head. Every beat felt like a hammer against my skull, a painful reminder of my terrible decision last night. The nausea had subsided a little, but I still felt weak. Seeing the surprised look on his face, I realized I must have been too harsh so I dialed back my tone. He was standing across from me, arms crossed, watching me with a blank expression. "Okay," I muttered, clearing my dry throat. "Seriously, Andrew… what are you doing here?" He raised an eyebrow. "You don’t remember?" He asked while I frowned. "Remember what?" I asked too. Andrew then exhaled through his nose, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe me. "I called you last night. Multiple times." I blinked. "You did?" I asked while I did a quick recollection, but I couldn’t remember a thing. My head was completely blank.
Laura “Oh my goodness…” I muttered under my breathe as I struggled to open my eyes. It was like they were literally glued and I had to force them open. Slowly I managed to open them and that was when it started. The pounding in my head was unbearable. A dull, merciless throbbing pulsed behind my eyes, making every little movement feel like torture. My throat was dry, my body stiff, and when I tried to sit up, my stomach churned violently. “What’s happening to me?” I let out slowly while still trying to figure out while it felt like I was going through seven rounds of pain. I groaned, blinking against the harsh morning light streaming through the windows. That’s when I saw it. The empty vodka bottle lay on its side next to me, its contents spilled across the floor. Shards of broken glass glistened in the mess, and I realized, with a sinking feeling, that I must have knocked over a glass at some point. The evidence was everywhere… sticky liquid, shattered pieces, my di
Laura Sleep was a luxury that refused to find me. My body felt heavy, yet my mind raced endlessly, replaying every moment with Jackson, every glance, every touch, and ultimately, the painful words he’d spoken when he walked away. I reached for my phone and dialed my twin sister, Laurette. She always knew how to ground me when I felt lost. The phone rang... once, twice, and then straight to voicemail. I tried again, hoping she'd pick up. No luck. "Hey, it's me," I whispered into the phone after the beep. "I just... I need you right now. Call me when you can." I ended the call, feeling more alone than ever. I lay in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. The silence of the room was deafening, filled with thoughts I couldn’t quiet. For what felt like an eternity, I just lay there, blank, unable to cry, unable to feel anything but this hollow ache in my chest. After what must have been an hour, I gave up on sleep and dragged myself to the living room. I
Jackson The room felt suffocating the moment Laura emerged from the bathroom, her skin glowing and damp from the steam. My heart clenched at the sight of her, but guilt gripped me tighter than desire. I had crossed a line, one I should never have even approached. The echoes of our shared passion lingered in the air, but beneath that was the weight of what I’d done. She was young, vibrant, and full of life. I was twice her age, burdened with experience and regrets. What I had allowed to happen between us wasn’t just wrong in the eyes of others… it was wrong in mine too. I couldn’t shake the image of Arlene, her laughter, her trust in me as her father. And Laura, her best friend. What would happen if the truth ever surfaced? The betrayal, the hurt… it would be irreversible. I’d not only destroy my daughter’s trust but ruin Laura’s reputation and innocence in the process. The world wouldn’t be kind to her. People would whisper, judge, and brand her with ugly name







